This moment the keys of every thing are taken from me. It was proposed
to send for me down: but my father said, he could not bear to look upon
me.--Strange alteration in a few weeks!--Shorey was the messenger. The
tears stood in her eyes when she delivered her message.
You, my dear, are happy--May you always be so--and then I can never be
wholly miserable. Adieu, my beloved friend!